My Life

May 18, 2008
All the looks and eyes point
The screaming never ends
The lecturing and reprimands
Like an sea flowing without boundaries
One thing after the other
No stop or break
The tears stream down
But no one seems to care.
Standards which no one can meet
Must be held or else the worse
For sometimes there seems
To be no end, except the end
Which takes a turn for the worse

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